เข้าสู่ระบบAnd yet somehow, she had been carrying the exact opposite belief. She thought she had to earn her place beside me. I didn't even know where to begin with that. I blinked once, “Go back.” She frowned, “What?” I moved closer to the glass, “Go back to what you just said.” Her breathing shook, “I—”
My brow tightened. Where the fuck did that come from? She kept going before I could make sense of it, “I was so fucking stupid. I just didn't want to let you go. I thought I could fix myself for you. I was selfish!” My entire body went still. I didn't say a word. I'd never heard her say anything
He was wrong. She was never his to bargain with and she certainly wasn't his to hand over. If Gianna and I took the next step together, it would happen because we chose it, not because her father needed a way out, not because the Council wanted a deal. And definitely not because some desperate ma
I stopped and sucked in a breath through my teeth, “Fucking hell.” My hand went to my ribs. The pain came in waves now, deep and hot beneath the skin. I pressed my fingers carefully against the area, testing it. “Three, maybe four,” I muttered. Gianna's eyes widened, “What?” “At least three rib
Gianna's eyes narrowed, “Stop.” “I can picture it,” I leaned my head against the glass, laughing again, “Big tough Leone. Standing over an unconscious man. Throwing punches like he's fighting the devil himself,” I wiped at the corner of my mouth, “He probably got tired.” “Raph.” I grinned, “I'm s
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ The first thing I felt was pain. And it was everywhere. My ribs burned every time I breathed. My jaw throbbed. Something warm had dried along my mouth, and when I tried to swallow, my throat felt scraped raw. I stayed still for a few seconds, then the memory came back in piece
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ I leaned against the cold brick wall of the mansion, my arms crossed, watching the show. Our soldiers were busy dragging in the trash, fifty men, all bound at the wrists, their faces covered in bruises and tears. They were lined up like cattle ready for the slaughter. This was th
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ I was back at the Rose Garden, which was basically a fancy way of saying a place where girls got dressed up to be arm candy for guys with too much money. "I’m telling you, Mama D, they aren’t humans," I groaned, throwing my head back so hard my ponytail nearly hit the floor. "The
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ Gold-digging whores. I didn’t even have to look at them to know that’s exactly what they were. The smell of desperation always clung to women like them, no matter how much expensive perfume they sprayed on their wrists to hide it. Hazel Kinsley. She was the widow of some patheti
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ I tugged at the scrap of black lace riding up my hip. This outfit wasn’t clothes, it was a prayer. A tiny, see-through prayer. I caught my reflection in the cracked dressing room mirror and barely recognized the girl staring back. The silver wig was cold and synthetic against my